“Boy, I wish I could be a part of that,” I thought as we walked past several women chatting at the pump waiting to get their headpans filled with water. I’m sure if those women knew what I was wishing they’d I was crazy. Why would you want to...
The other day I checked a book out of the church library – Davita’s Harp by Chaim Potak. A character in the story, Jakob, tells the young girl, Davita, a strange story about a little bird who woke up in a beautiful land filled with people who were often...
Several years ago, I had the wonderful honor of being present when a friend gave birth to her third child. She had asked me to babysit her older children when she went into labor, but as it turned out, they were safely asleep in my bed when Rick and...
Several years before I became a cross-cultural worker in Japan, I went on a short-term trip as a single person. Before I left, a young man I was interested in told me he could never consider dating someone who was interested in cross-cultural ministry. I was not even close...
